Besides, my papa didn't say I _mustn't_ go home.

He said I must finish my visit, and I _have_.

O, I've finished _that_ all up, ever and ever and ever so long ago." She and Mandoline went out again to "breathe," Mrs.Rosenberg giving her daughter a warning glance from the doorway, which meant, "Be watchful, Mandy!" for the look of fixed despair on the little prisoner's face gave the woman some anxiety lest she should try to escape.
The unhappy child walked on in silence, twisting a lock of her front hair, and looking up at the sky.

A few soft snow-flakes were dropping out of the clouds.

Every flake seemed to fall on her heart.